My Confucian Father

Chapter 11 My son won't go to the land of smoke and willows
Time-traveling isn’t scary, what’s scary is that someone has time-traveled before you, and has finished what you want to do, pretending to be as strong as you want, and pretending to be nothing.

If it's just that, then that's all.

It can't be used as a public copy.

As long as you go to the seniors to get a lap, for the sake of fellow countrymen, they will definitely take care of you.

But the problem is that he transmigrated to his son who had been missing the Heavenly Soul for 16 years.

Even if the son lacks the soul of heaven, it is still his own.Compared with my son, which one is more important?

As a time traveler, he took the body of someone else's son, which is no different from killing someone directly.

The revenge of murdering sons is inseparable!

At that time, not to mention taking care of him, a descendant of the time traveler, I guess he can peel off his skin and crush him to ashes!

"What should I do now, that guy copied so many poems and articles, and became the most pinnacle saint in the world."

"If he knows that I have taken over his son's body, he will be furious...my life will be over!"

The more Su Mu thought about it, the paler his face became, feeling sad in his heart.

All his grand plans of being in this world and his vision of the future were shattered.

The shadow of death hangs directly over his head.

Su Mu lowered his head and glanced at the seal that his mother Xu gave him that was still hanging on his waist.

The seal of Confucian saints exudes a slight clear light, which can make people calm and concentrate. It is a rare treasure of saints.

But now in his eyes, this seal has become a reminder, which can make him die at any time!
Su Mu gritted his teeth, and thought to himself: "For the present plan, I must hide my identity as a time traveler."

"In the future, you can't reveal anything related to your previous life in your words and deeds. You must be low-key and low-key, and be perfectly integrated into this world."

"We must not let Confucian saints know that I am a time traveler!"

This is the best self-protection method that Su Mu can think of at present, and it is also the only method he can choose.

Of course, if his strength is stronger than Confucian saints, then there is nothing to be afraid of.

But this is obviously impossible.

With a heavy heart, Su Mu walked out of Zangshu Pavilion.

Zhao Ming, who was waiting outside Zangshu Pavilion, obviously didn't have the ability to sneak in like the red-haired bird, and was surrounded by two familiar figures at this moment.

One is Zhuge Bin, who is handsome and bald as a teenager.

The other one is Tao An.

The two of them huddled beside Zhao Ming not knowing what to say, but the latter looked stern and unmoved at all.

Seeing Su Mu walking out of Zangshu Pavilion, Zhao Ming left the two of them and greeted him immediately.

"Hmm...Brother Zhuge and Brother Tao are these?"

Su Mu nodded, and looked at the two people beside him.

Although he is not in a good mood now and wants to go back home and think about life, but he can't be so rude.

Zhuge Bin and Tao An followed all the way here. They thought they would get acquainted with Su Mu after the poetry meeting. After all, Su Mu is the son of a Confucian sage, and this thigh is not ordinary thick.

But I didn't expect Su Mu to slip away as soon as the poetry meeting was over, so the two of them quickly followed. As a result, Su Mu stayed in the library for several hours, and didn't come out until now.

"I want to ask Brother Su for some academic questions. I don't know if Brother Su is convenient now?"

Zhuge Bin waved his fan with a sincere expression.

Hearing his words, Su Mu secretly thought that something was wrong, this was the thing he was most afraid of encountering, what could he ask for advice?

Su Mu said with an apologetic expression: "I'm really sorry, I have something to do later, I'm afraid I don't have much free time."

Zhuge Bin wanted to say something more when he heard the words, Tao An on the side interrupted him impatiently: "What are you doing beating around the bush? You're like a bitch."

As he spoke, he approached Su Mu furtively, and said in a low voice, "No other meaning, I just heard that Brother Su has stayed in the mansion for many years, and his life must have been dull."

"So we had someone prepare a banquet in Shangbi Pavilion, and we want to invite Brother Su to have a few drinks over there. We should celebrate Brother Su's enrollment today, and ask Brother Su to give us some noodles."

Invite me to drink?
Su Mu was a little taken aback when he heard the words, it was just drinking, why did he do it so mysteriously, is there anything wrong?
Just when Su Mu was about to agree, Zhao Ming who was next to him snorted angrily, and said, "My son is studying, how could he go to appreciate the place of smoke and willows like Bi Pavilion?"

Su Mu suddenly realized that Zhuge Bin and Tao An wanted to invite him to visit the brothel, no wonder they were so secretive.

"Shh! Be quiet!"

"Why are you so ignorant, servant!"

Tao An and Zhuge Bin's expressions changed drastically, and they hurriedly looked around for fear of being heard by others.

It's nothing to be heard by the students in the courtyard. Those who can enter Yashan Academy, as long as they are not from common people, are the children of princes and princes from extraordinary families. Going to brothels is completely commonplace.

But if they are heard by Mr. Academy, they will be punished.

The red-haired bird also echoed and mocked: "Bingxiu is vulgar. This is called literati, what do you know?"

"Brother Bird is right!"

Zhuge Bin and Tao An looked at Big Bird, full of approval.

Zhao Ming had a cold face, and was about to refute them, but Su Mu raised his hand to stop him, and said to Zhuge Bin and Tao An, "Brother Zhuge, Brother Tao, I really have something to do today."

"Let's save a few drinks for next time. Next time I come to treat guests, and then we can discuss knowledge."

If he didn't find out that Confucian saints are time travelers, Su Mu would be quite happy to go with them. He generously donates money to those poor women and sees the needles. This is the elegance of a literati.

No way, who made him soft-hearted.

It's just that now all he thinks about is how to deal with Confucian saints, so that he doesn't find out that he has taken the body of his son, so why would he have the heart to go to the brothel?

Of course, Zhuge Bin and Tao An also had good intentions, it would be disgusting if he pretended to be noble.

Zhu Gebin and the two could also hear that Su Mu didn't hate brothels, but that something really happened, so he didn't force it.

"It's okay, let's meet again next time."

Tao An was open-minded by nature, and smiled heartily.

"Farewell."

Su Mu saluted them, and then led Zhao Ming towards the outside of the academy.

But as soon as they left, Zhuge Bin slapped Tao An on the head and scolded: "I told you to talk too hard, do you understand the art of speaking?"

"Mr. Su is the son of a Confucian sage. You invite him directly to the brothel, which is extremely vulgar!"

"We went to have a few drinks to discuss knowledge, and by the way, we met a few women who are good at playing the flute, and we exchanged heart and soul with them. How could we go to courteous prostitutes?"

Zhuge Bin cursed bitterly, obviously feeling very speechless at Tao An's thoughtless words.

Well, the opportunity to make good friends with Su Mu was wasted in vain.

"You bald man knows what a fart, I'm straightforward!"

Tao An glared at Zhuge Bin, and retorted indignantly: "Didn't you hear Mr. Su say we'll meet again next time? He also intends to go over, it's just that the attendant is ignorant."

"If you beat around the bush, it will make Mr. Su unhappy. I think I am very similar to Mr. Su."

"Today Mr. Su's words really touched my heart. You used to write your sour poems all day long. I scolded you and you still called me vulgar. Who is vulgar now?"

Tao An was triumphant, looking at Zhuge Bin through his nostrils.

In the past, Zhuge Bin relied on his ability to compose a few sour poems, and looked at him all day with his nostrils, but today he is really proud.

Zhuge Bin rolled his eyes, and ruthlessly said: "Young Master Su has great ambitions and doesn't bother to indulge in the way of poetry. But you are a Zhang Yu, with no knowledge in your belly, and you still learn to recite poems and compose Fu?"

The so-called husband education is illiterate.

As the saying goes, those who can read and understand the word illiteracy are not truly illiterate, but those who read illiteracy as "education" are illiterate.

Tao An's grades are indeed quite impressive, because he is a military trainer, and it is well known that military trainees have always been vulgar.

Tao An was furious when he heard the words: "Baldy Zhuge! Do you believe that I also plucked the few remaining hairs of yours?"

"Come, come! Who is afraid of whom! Today, my lord, I will let you experience the way of the dean's "Lun Yu"!"

Zhuge Bin rolled up his sleeves, not to be outdone.

The two soon scuffled together.

……

Su Mu enrolled today, and many forces are paying attention.

And his words and deeds at the poetry conference quickly spread throughout Shengjing, including the judgment on the way of poetry.

Together with poetry, it has always been sought after by all literati.

Because Confucian saints have pushed poetry to the peak with one hand, all the poems used by Confucian cultivators in the world today are created by Confucian saints without exception. This is also the most important means for Confucian cultivators to fight against the enemy before they reach the third rank.

Therefore, if a poem can be written to Mingzhou, Zhenguo, or even spread to the world, then the author will become famous all over the world in an instant!
This is the fastest way to become famous. Even if it is not for the sake of becoming famous, one will study poetry to show off one's literary talents.This is a common problem of literati.

Therefore, whether you can make excellent poems can directly show the talent of a scholar.

But Su Mu's words ran counter to the current mainstream ideas, and he criticized them mercilessly!

"Poetry is just a small way. Confucian saints have written all the poems, so what's the use of sticking in them?"

"Study the classics of sages, the knowledge of a hundred schools of thought, and think about how to fight against the monster race. This is what scholars of my generation should do!"

"Indulging in poetry is completely putting the cart before the horse!"

Su Mu's words were very sharp, and he scolded everyone mercilessly, almost pointing his nose.

If other people said this, they would definitely be scolded to pieces, but Su Mu has this qualification!

Because he is the son of a Confucian sage, and because he has set an example, he has studied knowledge in the mansion for 16 years, and he has never touched the way of poetry!

Based on these two points alone, no one can refute him.

For a while, the entire Shengjing literati circle was arguing about this, and they were noisy about this matter.

Some scholars believe that poetry is also the backbone of Confucianism and Taoism, and Su Mu belittled it so much that he was grandstanding;

But the other part thinks that what Su Mu said is absolutely right, the poems have already been written by Confucian saints, they only need to stand on the shoulders of Confucian saints, why waste their energy?

Poetry is born in nature, and it can be obtained by chance.

Compared with these, it is more important to think about the real family and country affairs, how to cultivate oneself, govern the family, govern the country and the world!
The two sides argued fiercely, and generally speaking, there were more people who supported Su Mu, but it was hard to tell the winner for a while.

And this matter was quickly introduced to the palace, and was learned by Emperor Yan.

(End of this chapter)